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Viking Blood
Category: Historical
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.